Yes, especially the one about the cornmeal and insects.
Thanks for being my friend!
Karen Carnabucci, MSS, LCSW, LISW-S, TEP
Lake House Health & Learning Center
932 Lake Ave.
Racine, WI 53403
Phone: (262) 633-2645
E-mail: karenc@xxxxxxxxx
Skype: karencarnabucci
Web: http://www.lakehousecenter.com
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[mailto:ConstellationTalk@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx] On Behalf Of Rowena Mould
Sent: Thursday, May 12, 2011 10:13 AM
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Subject: RE: [ConstellationTalk] Future Constellations
Yes, Dan I have in a group session.
Initially all the available representatives stood behind the client - F / M
- PGF / PGM - MGF / PGM and so on - all with hands on shoulders. I then
asked the client to turn around. When she saw how many people it took to
bring her to the exact place she was holding she was touched and bowed
deeply and respectfully of own volition.
Then using the same people, there were only about 18 participants, to
represent the future generations clear of the challenges we had been working
on thanks to the courage of the client tears of joy & relief flowed. Chairs
were used to mark the places of the ancestors.
I have heard the constellation has had a marked impact on her life. From
feedback from those present it seems everyone gained much from the visual
impact.
Happy to be part of this dynamic group from whom I learn so much.
Rowena
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<mailto:ConstellationTalk%40yahoogroups.com> ] On Behalf Of Dan Booth Cohen,
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Subject: [ConstellationTalk] Future Constellations
Inspired by the representatives in the Legacy of Slavery Constellation who
stood for the Children of the Future, I recently set up a Constellation in a
large group setting. I began with the client. Instead of working backward
into the family system (parents, grandparents, etc.), I only put in
representatives in front, for his children, grandchildren, their future, and
their future's future.
It was quite powerful and different from what I am accustomed to witnessing.
Has anyone else worked with such "Forward Looking Constellations?"
Dan
Dan Booth Cohen, Ph.D.
Conference Director
2011 US Systemic Constellations Conference
www.USConstellations.com
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Subject: Fw: AW: [ConstellationTalk] The Legacy of Slavery Workshop
Dear Dan and all who have contributed to this thread,
I offer this post with deep gratitude for having had the opportunity to be
involved in the "Slavery's Legacy: A Workshop on Intergenerational Trauma
and Healing," led by Belvie Rooks, Tom DeWolf and Dan Booth Cohen. Thank you
Dan, Belvie and Tom and to all who had the courage to participate and show
up as the field offered its wisdom. I notice that it is, today, on Mother's
Day that I find my attention so drawn to this.
I would like to share some of what unfolded for me, in representation,
during the Constellation that Dan led with such grace and wisdom.
When the representative for the "Beat of the Pulse of Life" begins offering
his penetrating rhythm, it immediately floods my body. I feel deep relief
and gratefulness knowing we will be held in a good way as we proceed. I want
to stand up and join him in his sound and movement. But it feels most right,
most respectful, to contain it. I know to be quiet and still, holding it
only in my own body and small space; for now. And so, unseen, I remain
seated beating a soft rhythm on the desktop.
I remain there until the representative for the ancient Scottish ancestor
cries her pain of loss and grief; of everyone having left her, of the old
ways and wisdom being lost. I know her as Grandmother - Wise Woman. My
grandmother of the old ways: of the time of priestesses, of honoring nature,
of deep mutual respect between men and women.They tried to erase her, but
she is not lost. I remember. I know. I must know in order to live; to
receive the Pulse of Life. I can no longer sit. I want to tell her, "I have
not forgotten you! I know your ways. I need your ways. I belong to you! You
are my tribe, my indigenous roots. Your knowing, mingled with the knowing of
the land I was born to, are the pulse of my life."
I stand, trying to get my ancient Grandmother's attention. She does not see
me. I remain silent. Grandmother's attention is focused on the other
granddaughter whose mother was enslaved and raped by Grandmother's son. This
is the field that is present. It is to this granddaughter that this time and
space belongs. I understand. I agree. I remain standing on the edge of the
system; my rhythm becoming louder and stronger. I belong exactly where I am.
As one of the granddaughters of the Ancient One, knowing her ways, I have my
place in the Collective Circle of Humanity, supporting the healing offered
to this aspect of Earth's wounded children. I bow before my Scottish
grandmother by holding my right place.
As others join in with percussion, singing and dancing, my contribution to
the Pulse of Life finds more space. I feel relief as my body moves more
freely in a soft dance to the collective rhythm. I am tall, strong and
gently fluid. A white man kneels beside me; on the right. A white child
kneels beside me; on the left.
I am the US "white" woman of Scottish descent. I am Sister to the light
skinned woman who is comforted by her African and Scottish ancestors. It is
simply true. We are sisters. My sister's father is my father. Our father is
her mother's rapist. Our father is my rapist. I can look and know this and
say, "yes" to this truth; acknowledge what is. It is simply true. We cannot
take our father without taking this. It does not honor our father to deny
the burden of guilt that is his to carry. It is a heavy fate. I have
compassion. Still, not taking this truth perpetuates the legacy that offers
ongoing, present day wounding to his children. I know this. I have
compassion. My sister and I share the Scottish ancestors; grandmothers and
grandfathers, who stand behind our father.
Yes, I have my own wounds, my own pain. All of humanity has its own pain. So
what? I do not need to have my wounds tended or expressed in this space. To
try to have it tended now would disrespect my sister, her mother and our
grandmother. It would disrespect me. I know the ancient ones tend me sweetly
in my own time and space. I can be here, in this way with my sister; even if
she does not see me.
The time when my sister will come to see me or know me stands in the future.
Like the representative for the Child of the Future, I too am unseen. For
now, it is the pain of the past, still carried in living flesh and the pain
of the present, ongoing wounding that is tended. The field provides the
place to cry the pain, to have the "erased ones" remembered, to find clarity
and ancestral blessings in moving past the collective amnesia. I stand with
my sister and the human community as we move forward.
Only after this work is done are we able to tend the Child of the Future.
Finally, it is time and the Child cries out her anguish at having not been
seen. Only then is she seen. Only then is she heard. Her own grandmothers,
who had not previously seen her, tend her as only they can. The white, male
facilitator, who had not previously seen her, gently asks what she needs
from him. And in the quiet, the Child of the Future sobs and whispers to
him; "Just listen to me."
My ancestors stand behind me and give me their blessing to just listen.
To all of you who have taken the time to read this, thank you for listening.
Happy Mothers Day!
With deep gratitude,
Carolyn
Carolyn Zahner, MSW, LISW
Program Chair, 2011 US Systemic Constellations Conference
513-697-0260
www.USConstellations.com
www.carolynzahner.com
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